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In this poem, “The Altar,” the speaker offers an altar made from their own heart and tears to God. The speaker desires to praise God, wishing for their heart to be cleansed through the blood of Christ obtained from the sacrifice. A heart that is broken and washed clean is in the perfect state of readiness for the sacrifice of praise, allowing it to be offered to God as a holy and living sacrifice.

George Herbert “The Altar”

The Altar

George Herbert

A broken A L T A R, Lord, thy servant reares,

Made of a heart, and cemented with tears:

Whose parts are as thy hand did frame;

No workmans tool hath touch’d the same.

A H E A R T alone

Is such a stone ,

As nothing but

Thy pow’r doth cut.

Wherefore each part

Of my hard heart

Meets in this frame,

To praise thy Name:

That if I chance to hold my peace,

These stones to praise thee may not cease.

O, let thy blessed S A C R I F I C E be mine,

And sanctifie this A L T A R to be thine.

— George Herbert “The Altar” —

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“Love (III)” is a poem that dramatizes the act of partaking in the Holy Communion and the entrance of a redeemed soul into heaven. It portrays the ultimate spiritual relationship between God and humans. In the poem, love is depicted as the host and the soul as the guest. The narrative begins with the host welcoming the guest, who feels weary from the journey and unworthy of the invitation.

George Herbert “Love(III)”

Love(III)

George Herbert

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,

Guiltie of dust and sinne.

But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack

From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,

If I lack’d any thing.

A guest, I answer’d, worthy to be here:

Love said, ‘You shall be he.

I, the unkinde, ungratefull? Ah my dear,

I cannot look on thee.

Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,

Who made the eyes but I?

Truth Lord, but I have marr’d them: let my shame

Go where it doth deserve.

And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame?

My dear, then I will serve.

You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat:

So I did sit and eat.

– George Herbert “Love(III)” –

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